My OperaFACING MYSTERY
Tuesday, January 17, 2006 9:22:43 AM
Call it existence. Or call it reality. You may call it life, too. It hides a secret which is difficult to grasp. But everybody feels it, seeing a new-born baby or listening to the roar of the sea. 
Call it the reason of existence. Or call it the meaning of life. I frequently call it beauty. And I know it is consuming fire.
I face it, friends. Yes, „in a mirror dimly”, but I am really facing God.
He is ecstatic reality. Different from all things. He is happiness itself.
I am here not to debate. I am here to be with you.
For me, you are a marvel and another occasion to face God's mystery.
